Filtered warmth reaches
out caressing window panes
roof tops in the dawn of
a chilling Fall morning
Yellow golden orb with
rays so real they feel as
a solid mass of butter a
tongue tasting delicious
Every surface a reflection
gleaming it’s majesty tinted
ecstasy held as in nature’s
mirror coveting it’s own
© November 2011 Renee Espriu
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